Dutch had been planning for a new time now to steal the horses at your parents ranch. Only, there was a slight bump in the road in the process of his plan.

He was walking with you towards the stables. You were beautiful. You had Dutch captivated from the moment he laid eyes on you.

You looked so sweet and innocent. His outlaw heart was near enough melting at seeing how small you were beside him.

“Your parents here, little one?” Dutch asked, his voice gruff and intimidating.